{"id":1649,"date":"2009-03-23T08:02:21","date_gmt":"2009-03-23T08:02:21","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/poeticas.es\/?p=1649"},"modified":"2017-09-06T15:45:10","modified_gmt":"2017-09-06T13:45:10","slug":"diego-duble-urrutia","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/?p=1649","title":{"rendered":"Diego Dubl\u00e9 Urrutia"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-1650\" title=\"Riberas del Mapocho, de Alberto Valenzuela Llanos\" src=\"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/03\/diegodubleurrutia.jpg\" alt=\"Riberas del Mapocho, de Alberto Valenzuela Llanos\" width=\"412\" height=\"336\" srcset=\"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/03\/diegodubleurrutia.jpg 412w, https:\/\/poeticas.es\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/03\/diegodubleurrutia-300x244.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 412px) 100vw, 412px\" \/><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><em>El inter\u00e9s de Diego Dubl\u00e9 Urrutia (1877-1967) por la vida hogare\u00f1a, el campo y las costumbres populares hacen de \u00e9l el primer poeta criollista de Chile.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><strong>MI LA\u00daD<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>La caja de mi la\u00fad<br \/>\nla fabriqu\u00e9 en una tarde,<br \/>\ncon astillas arrancadas<br \/>\nal ata\u00fad de mi padre.<\/p>\n<p>Las cuerdas de mi la\u00fad,<br \/>\ncomo lo dicen sus sones,<br \/>\nson fibras deshilachadas<br \/>\ndel coraz\u00f3n de los hombres.<\/p>\n<p>Las notas de mi la\u00fad<br \/>\nme las escribe una bruja,<br \/>\na quien he dado un tintero<br \/>\ny un aposento en la nuca.<\/p>\n<p>En fin, yo soy un cantor<br \/>\nde esas penas y nostalgias<br \/>\nque se cultivan hoy d\u00eda<br \/>\ncomo las flores del alma.<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 30px;\"><em>Veinte a\u00f1os<\/em>, 1898.<\/p>\n<p><!--more--><strong>MIS CANCIONES<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Me dicen que mis canciones,<br \/>\ncomo la hiel, son amargas,<br \/>\nque son amargas las notas<br \/>\nque mi la\u00fad desparrama.<\/p>\n<p>Que mis rimas envenenan,<br \/>\nque mis versos son pu\u00f1ales,<br \/>\nque yo soy un asesino,<br \/>\n\u00a1que me calle! \u00a1que no cante!<\/p>\n<p>A los que as\u00ed me lo piden<br \/>\nyo les digo que no puedo,<br \/>\n\u00a1que soy un ave sin nido!<br \/>\n\u00a1que si no canto me muero!<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left: 30px;\"><em>Veinte a\u00f1os<\/em>, 1898.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>El inter\u00e9s de Diego Dubl\u00e9 Urrutia (1877-1967) por la vida hogare\u00f1a, el campo y las costumbres populares hacen de \u00e9l el primer poeta criollista de Chile. MI LA\u00daD La caja de mi la\u00fad la fabriqu\u00e9 en una tarde, con astillas arrancadas al ata\u00fad de mi padre. Las cuerdas de mi la\u00fad, como lo dicen sus&#8230; <\/p>\n<div class=\"read-more navbutton\"><a href=\"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/?p=1649\">Leer m\u00e1s<i class=\"fa fa-angle-double-right\"><\/i><\/a><\/div>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_exactmetrics_skip_tracking":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_active":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_note":"","_exactmetrics_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1,11],"tags":[38,15],"class_list":["post-1649","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","category-literatura-chilena","tag-xix","tag-xx"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1649","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1649"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1649\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1652,"href":"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1649\/revisions\/1652"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1649"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1649"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/poeticas.es\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1649"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}